The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

Rosario Renteria remembered the smell of the Ministry before he remembered the face of the man who ruined him, a scent of wet wool and ozone that clung to the back of his throat like a bad penny. He had wanted only the tenure, the steady pulse of a permanent salary that would keep the cold out of the conventillo where he shared a room with three other clerks and a cat that had no name. The...

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